"And... or because I have always been admiring Xiao Shishu, but I didn't expect it to come to the end. Xiao Shishu became the sinner of my royal sect, and their idols suddenly collapsed. Anyone Can't afford it!"

"Ah? There is still this..." Xiao Hua answered without a word, he could not think of his name actually has such a role in Yu Leizong!

"Of course!" Xiaoxiao said, "The disciple thought so this way! After returning, there is no less talk with the disciples of the Leigong disciples. As long as the disciples talk about the wonderful work of the uncle and the sword, all the girls Disciples are all eyes!"

"He said, I have killed thousands of swords in a few moments!" Xiao Hua finally understood what is called 讹 讹.

"Oh, anyway, they just love to listen!" The towering shoulders, like Xiaohua, "The disciples don't say so much, they are not happy!"

"It was just that the disciples were extremely sad when they heard the punishment of the uncle in the thunder palace!" Ling Ling explained, "But the disciples are understanding the uncle, whoever walks in the sword war." After a while, encountering information related to the war, it is definitely the first time to inform the House of Representatives. But... these so-called blood disciples don’t know, they are listening to your old and wonderful deeds every night. They believe that you are always correct. You have made such a big mistake all at once, and they can’t stand it!"

"How can Cui Shidi still not come back? Is there such a struggle for the holiday?" Xiao Hua frowned slightly. In the face of this, he did not know who was wrong. Xiaohua seemed to only Can face the escape.

Not waiting for the dream to open, Xue Xue laughed: "Now the thunder palace is afraid of some mess, it is not easy to leave it? Wait a second!"

"Master, Master, people outside... more and more!" Zhang Hao, who had just turned around, was flying and swearing. "It seems that it is not just a disciple of Zhen Lei. Other Lei Gong also have disciples! Even There are quite a few female disciples..."

"Well, you wait and watch it!" The nightmare is now reassuring. "I have a silent thunder in Wanlei Valley. Anyone who wants to die will come over! It is not the shot of my Thunder Valley!"

"Yes, the disciple understands!" Zhang Hao nodded, but hesitated. "That...the master seems to have some problems with those refining disciples..."

"Zhen Quan?" Xiao Hua a glimpse. I don’t think that when I read it out, I can sweep into the ceremony of confrontation with a few ten-level disciples. Xiao Hua smiled, but isn’t it the master of these disciples?

"Don't be afraid, as long as you don't die! You have your teacher!" Xiao Hua said with a smile.

"Yes. Disciples know!" Xiao Hua's words suddenly made this Zhang Huan full of confidence, his face was red, and he flew out with a smile.

"The second division..." Xiangyang was worried. "Don't provoke the public? These refining disciples are children!"

"They don't understand things, Xiaomou will teach them for the adults of their family!" Xiao Hua said faintly, "I am Wanlei Valley... I can't touch anyone in the future! I don't have the ability to come to Wanlei Valley to find things. That is a bit tired!"

"Okay. Ok!" For Xiao Hua's strength, the sun as a master is also impossible. He has long known the gap between him and Xiao Hua. He only confessed to Zhuo Minghui while agreeing. At this time, only Zhuo Minghui could persuade Xiao Hua.

It is a pity that Zhuo Minghui does not speak. In the hundreds of years in Wanlei Valley, she also suffered from glare and ridicule. Now there is Xiaohua who is shameful. She is afraid that only the clap is a good one? After all, even if there is any punishment, can it be worse than the situation of Wanlei Valley?

About half an hour's work, more and more disciples gathered in Wanlei Valley, and even many other Lei Gong disciples who got the news came in groups. It seems that there are easy to collect.

The atmosphere of the valley outside the Wanlei Valley is also more and more exciting.

At this time, whether it is the temple of the eight thunder palaces, or the giant thunder hall of Lei Xianfeng. No news has ever come!

These silences seem to be a kind of acquiescence. Thousands of low-ranking disciples are becoming more and more arrogant. They used to whisper and whisper. Now that I have started shouting, some disciples can’t help but greet them!

Seeing the atmosphere is like a fireball that is about to ignite, with only a few mana urging, the whole fireball will burst.

The rumbling thunder of the "Rumble" came from a distance, and the gods of a foundation monk swept through. Thousands of disciples were quiet at once, but when Cui Hongjun flew over the heads of the crowd, they never ignored them. These disciples immediately rioted.

"This is the younger brother of Wan Leigu Xiaohua, named Cui Hongjun!" Several disciples who are familiar with Wan Leigu shouted, "He just hurriedly left Wanlei Valley!"

"Why did Cui Shishu go?" Fortunately, at this time, these disciples also knew that the Shuji monks were uncles, and they could not be stunned by reason.

"Is it afraid to go to the Thunder Palace to rescue the soldiers?" Some disciples have speculated.

"Oh, even if you go to the Great Thunder Hall... What about it?" Several disciples who are obviously not the thundering palace are cold and cold. "Xiao Hua made such a big mistake, actually let tens of thousands of disciples fall into the Sky City, not yet. I know that there are several disciples who can return after the war. In the first stage, I have lost a lot of Yu Leizong, but there are battles to fight the disciples, but also the past. Now all the disciples have been captured, and there is still any meritorious service. The face of my Royal Leizong has been lost by that, how will I face other disciples in the future?"

"That is, think about this, the poor roads do not dare to go to the Xi State to practice, really no face!!!"

"Hey, how does Xiaohua say that I am waiting for the teacher, so I don't want to..."

It’s a pity that this person is not finished. The next person is the cold road: "If you are a teacher, you are still doing it? My Royal Leizong is the one who has such slaves and knees, and sees the foundation-based monks. Respecting the ceremony, this made me Lei Leizong go from bad to worse! Today I will wait for him to give an explanation, and only this, my Royal Leizong can have a rising day!!!"

"Cui Shishu just came back from the Jinglei Palace..." At this time, several Leiyin symbols were sent from a distance. After several disciples took over, the face showed a raging color. "He gave Xiao Hua a false holiday." Xiao Hua... I dare not face the low-level disciples who are waiting for me to save the Emperor Leizong. He has to choose to escape!"

"Boom ~" all of a sudden, the whole scene is lit like a fireball! The passion of all disciples being suppressed is suddenly bursting!

"Go, rush into Wanlei Valley, I must ask Xiaohua..."

"That there..." A disciple’s disciple’s disciple pointed to the distant cave house and called, “Wan Leigu actually set up Dongfu here, obviously spending the Lingshi of the Zhenlei Palace! It’s the spiritual stone of my Royal Leizong. I was dug by my disciples from the Lingshi vein. They actually used it again to squander... Go, I will wait for this cave house...”

"Go with you, go with you..." How many disciples did not want to be screaming, really rushed to the cave...

"Who dares!!!" is also anxious, but he knows that Wanlei Valley has opened up the hardships of this cave. It is not only difficult to get the consent of Zhenlei Palace, but also to rack up the brain in the layout of Dongfu. Thunder Valley's efforts.

"Do you dare to block me? A small refining nine-story babies!!! Don't you want to find death?" A group of ten-story disciples screamed arrogantly.

"Little Master let you look at the nine layers of refining!" In the eyes of the ceremony, the cold light flashed, and the mana in the body surged. He took the words of Xiao Hua seriously, and tried his hand on these disciples who didn't know how to be good.

"Master brother..." Zhenquan and others who are not far away are yelling. They don't know the cultivation of the ceremony. Moreover, even the peak of the twelve layers of refining, facing so many disciples and disciples I’m afraid that it’s also a double-handed, hard-to-find four-handed. Where do they dare to let the rituals be done with others?

"Kill them, kill them..." I don’t know where the voice came from, actually calling such a sinister slogan...

"Where..." Just as the battle was on the verge of a burst, the gust of wind blew from midair, and all the disciples of the disciples were picked up. The faint thunder of "Rumble" was born from the heads of all the people!

"Ah??" All the disciples yelled, and they didn't feel that they looked up, but when they saw the sky, the clouds were dark, and the dark clouds were like the rolling snow in the sea, and they fell down straight, and it was hard to say. The horror of breath came from the dark cloud! Moreover, in the unconscious of them, the silky thunder and lightning in the dark clouds surrounded them with the snakes. These thunderstorms swim freely in the air in a few miles, and each dragon snake contains a powerful brilliance!

"This..." All the disciples are the disciples of the Royal Leizong. They are no strangers to the thunder and lightning. They can be covered by lightning in such a large area. They also make them a bit scared. Moreover, within a few miles, it is clear skies. Obviously, these lightnings are to deal with them!

"Hey..." A cold sigh, if the needle is tied together, and it is ringing in the ears of thousands of disciples, "Ah ah..." A scream of ghosts and screams, the hundreds of disciples who rushed to Dongfu hold their heads. Falling from the air, lying down on the foothills. The dozens of refining disciples who just yelled in the crowd also fell, and even the few disciples who just shouted "killed them" were even more unintentional and unconsciously falling from the air...

"A group of children who have not yet retired milky hair!" Xiao Hua slowly flew from a distance, followed by Xue Xue, but listened to Xiao Hua coldly said, "No even pressure has been cultivated, actually dare to face the old man. Demonstration! The old man is not afraid of thousands of swordsmen, but will be afraid of you!"